Chapter Fifty-Seven: Unlucky Boy Kurolo
"Haha~~~Haha~~~"
The wild and even wild laughter resounded, startling the gulls and birds, scaring away the swimming fish, and fluttering for a long distance.
Suddenly.
"Why not be happy? I can't lift my spirits at all~", tears unconsciously surged along the tear glands, crystal water droplets spread to the cheeks, and finally slipped to the ground, shattered, brute bones stopped moving, stiff like a statue, and after a long time, I reached out and touched my moist eyes: "I really still hate loneliness, I'm not used to being alone!" Snake bones, everyone's ......"
"Blood, your blood!"
Kurolo didn't understand what the brute's neurotic behavior represented, he only saw the blood splattering from the brute's cracked wound, and he was so frightened that he couldn't help but remind the brute.
"Whoa!" Brute Bone threw the food bag to Kurolo, bandaged the wound slowly, and waited for Kurolo to gobble up the bread, he said: "Unfortunate news, unfortunate boy, you just escaped from 'Meteor Street' and have to go back - my destination is 'Meteor Street'." ”
"cough cough cough ~ ~ ~ vomit ......"
Kurolo choked, his little face flushed.
Handing over a bottle of fresh water, the brute leaned against the railing, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and said, "Do you know the country of harmony?" ”
"Ahem~ I don't know." Kurolo calmed his breath, and his voice changed from a dry and itchy throat.
The brute told Kurolo with great interest: "That's my hometown, there are ninjas, samurai ......", as if thinking of something, his interest came and went quickly, and he didn't want to introduce Wano Country: "Do you know about the Phantom Brigade?" ”
Kurolo shook his head.
"This!" , Brute twisted, proudly showing the spider tattoo on his back: "A sign of freedom, not bad!" ”
Kurolo stared at the spider tattoo dumbfounded: "Freedom? ”
"Free!" , brute bones clenched their fists and raised high: "Unrestrained, where you want to go, what you want to do, who dares to block all the freedom, and trample all the bullshit rules under your feet!" ”
Kurolo was silent.
"Freedom, it's the Phantom Brigade!" , sat down, elbows on knees, palms on cheeks: "I heard that 'Meteor Street' is one of the few free places in the world, and I plan to go to 'Meteor Street' to spread the free will of the Phantom Brigade, fulfill my obligations as a spider leader, and then pursue my long-cherished wish in my personal name." ”
Kurolo said: "It's not free, 'Meteor Street' is not free. ”
"I haven't read much, but I know that the seeds of freedom are buried in everyone's heart! Haha~", a chic smile: "So it doesn't matter if 'Meteor Street' is a free place or not, I just want to find a place to spread the free will of the Phantom Brigade, complete my obligations as the leader of the spider, and ensure the continuity of the Phantom Brigade." ”
Slight pause.
"Anyway! Swallow the words from your mouth into your stomach, Uncle Ben can't accommodate you to stop the boat or something. ", the playful way.
Kurolo was stunned, the brute had guessed what was on his mind, he had been hesitant to ask the brute to send him to another island, he didn't want to escape from the "meteor street" and go back.
There was a long silence.
"Hey, unlucky boy, I'll teach you something, whether you can learn it or not depends on your own creation." , the bones are really boring.
……
Cloud.
Brad finally found the trace of the brute bone, no, it should be the mosquito controlled by the mosquito girl who finally found the trace of the brute bone.
"Ten kilometers away?" Brad looked through the map in the mosquito girl's arms: "We'll follow him first." ”
The straight-line distance from the Federal Kingdom of Mafia to "Meteor Street" is not close, but it certainly does not take five days, and the straight-line distance from the edge of the windless zone of the West Sea to "Meteor Street" led by Zefa will take at least five days even if it is a day and night journey.
Brad is not only tasked with monitoring and tracking the brute, but also with the task of hindering and delaying the brute.
"Boats, food, and fresh water, including the extent of the target's injuries, and let the mosquitoes scrutinize the situation." , Bred confessed.
The mosquito girl responded with a well-behaved "um", and then said, "That's right, Brad!" In addition to the target, the ship also has a little ghost. ”
"What is their relationship?" , Brad Road.
The mosquito girl briefly communicated with the mosquito swarm and replied: "They get along very well, but they meet and get acquainted, the boat is a garbage transport ship transporting garbage to 'Meteor Street', that little ghost is a native of 'Meteor Street', he just smuggled the garbage transport boat out of 'Meteor Street', and as a result, he ran into the target and robbed the garbage transport boat to 'Meteor Street'." ”
"......", the corners of Braid's mouth twitched, and he complained, "Unlucky boy." ”
Browse the map.
"One, two, three......", Brad said to himself: "The eight large and small islands want to hinder and delay him on the route to 'Meteor Street', but the only way to find opportunities on these eight large and small islands is to ...... on the way."
About half an hour.
"That garbage carrier is very magnificent, very big, steaming." The mosquito woman communicates with the mosquito colony: "The target has abundant food and fresh water. ”
Brad said: "What about the extent of the injury? ”
"It's very serious, there is a big opening in the chest and abdomen, and it has never healed." , the mosquito girl licked her lips: "They said that the target's blood is very sweet~"
Braider frowned and thought: a steam-powered ship with endurance and speed far exceeding that of sailing ships, and there is no shortage of food and fresh water? There is no need to moor for supplies at all.
"Kurolo, that little imp's name, well, Kurolo Rusiru." , the addition of mosquito women.
Brad: "......"
Long.
"The dark ones don't work, the bright ones don't work." Breed said, "We're going to visit him!" ”
Approaching the garbage carrier, Breed unleashed a domineering perception of what he saw.
"We destroy the hull and withdraw immediately." , Breed changed his mind, because, under the domineering perception of seeing and hearing, he witnessed a humanoid beast dressed in the skin of a grumpy dwarf, even if it was seriously injured: "It is more reasonable for the monster to be defeated by the hero." ”
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